I was saying Boo-rendan.

Simpsons got there first, as always.

Defeated Máttugr Helson, the bridge keeper of Helheim, and ripped out his heart to deliver to Freya, who then made a concoction to save my son who had fallen ill while fighing Magni and Modi, sons of Thor.

So they can arrest me, but no locks of this world or any other will contain me.

I know I had asked a few weeks ago about why the accompanying paragraphs always land up later than the comic, which is a scheduling thing, and that's all grand. But I think today you should just skip the additional exposition and just leave it here. Can't see what you could add to that really.

There's no obvious character limit, so I'd vote for the full title of various colonial Victorians.

The Most Noble Lord Horatio Nelson, Viscount and Baron Nelson, of the Nile and of Burnham Thorpe in the County of Norfolk, Baron Nelson of the Nile and of Hilborough in the said County...

Did you... Did you steal my cats?

But what if

More carnage!

Carnage in Belvoir forest park today.

Marmalade checking if we're coming to top up the food bowl.

Is there a chance the track could bend?

A glider? They're lucky. We only have a confusing system of 5 different route 7 buses with different trailing letters for which there is no visual map of where they go, but instead rely on you having an encyclopaedic knowledge of the minor streets of Belfast to know where they run.

One more

The fog...

The Gurriers. Excellent show. Would recommend going to one of their shows to anybody.

IDLES! Great show, but what's up with the Telegraph building only selling bottles of Corona and Coors?? Pish.